Treasure Island

Gabriela Duricova

(22.5.1984 / Bratislava)

Beyond The Gate


Your chest is closed
Like shutters are in winter gloom
From wind, the uninvited guest

And gaze like weathervane
Holds on to home, its gate and fence
Despite turning from east to west

In you there's night
The loving palm that covers all;
You're hiding shadows from the sun

Path to eon
Has no end but you say you're on your way
To hold me when the crowds are gone

I'm not afraid
Of iron grating, doors and locks
As long as I am bound with you

Sandglass may keep
Grains rolling down but time will find
A way to flee and we will too

Submitted: Thursday, August 01, 2013
Edited: Thursday, August 01, 2013

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